"Devil," I hoarsely said. I was chasing my wife, and I checked into the same motel. It must be related to the footage. I was fucking furious at her My jaw was clenched under the mask. "The famous devil?" Assassin asked, looking a little shocked. He didn't know anything about me being Devil. But he was aware that there were some hidden guards watching my wife from afar. No one needed to see the face behind the mask. "I should recognize you from your look. No one has ever seen you." I nodded. Anger was still boiling inside me. My wife's eyes were on me. I looked at her, coldly. "Um, the shop owner must have called the police." She muttered, looking nervous. "I've messaged the cleaned-team." I said. Drake would be here with guards soon. I needed one of them alive. It could be a big help. My wife wouldn't be the only one Andrew would have sent to be kidnapped. For now, I wasn't going to leave my wife's side. "I don't know what a cleaned-te
I hopped in silently and accelerated the car. My phone vibrated in my pocket. I ignored it but it continuously began trembling in my pocket. I clicked on Bluetooth to answer it. "Boss, One of them survived. Aaron sir went in to interrogate him, himself." "And" I kept my eyes on the road. I could not take the nagging thought out of my head that they could have kidnapped her. There would not be any chance left to capture him but to attack him. "He has given us an address." It could be a trap. I hadn't known anyone spilling their guts out of their mouth until Aaron had made wounds on his already cut skin. "I'm not certain." I muttered. If I wasn't sure about anything, I couldn't sit until I got into the bottom of it. "Hire someone from a local gang. I need the report within six hours." I clicked to disconnect it. Meeting with Aaron or everything could wait. There was something essential. Why did my wife run away? I pulled t
A smile crawled on my face. The dark was hiding me. They took care of each other like brother and sister. Tom should be with his wife. He was comforting my scared wife as a father does to his scared little girl. "I won't talk to him when you find him. He shouldn't have disappeared." My wife wasn't looking certain about her threat. It broadened my smile. Like my wife, Tom believed it too that I could be alive and out somewhere watching them. They weren't wrong. They don't need to know it, just for now. "Do you think Andrew could be the stalker?" I saw fear in her eyes. I should have listened to her when she first voiced her dread. It's never too late. We might not be together but we were safe. And we were a family. Tom shook his head. "You're not thinking about it, your nightmare or anything. Your baby needs you now. You should be happy." "I don't know how to smile and be happy without him. He said right I didn't die without him. But I don't know how to l
The Mafia Emperor Copyright © 2022 by Seerat Kaur All rights reserved. No part of this book/Series may be reproduced, stored or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, scanning, or otherwise without written permission from the Writer. It is illegal to copy this book, post it to a website, or distribute it by any other means without permission, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. This book is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental. THE MAFIA EMPEROR - Book Two Excitement blasted through my veins as I stepped into my husband's house. Our new home! I always wanted to be in New York before my wedding. But when I got married to him, I thought all my dreams would end in ashes. But he changed my thoughts and brought happiness to
' Duante has created a unique kind of atmosphere around me. When he's not around me, I can't stop thinking about him. A small smile is always tugged on my face. I'm leading a happy life in our successful marriage. It's our first wedding anniversary today. He'll give me the moon if I ask to. I want this night to be special. I've been attracted to him from the day I saw him.' I removed the apron and kept it on the dark green counter. I whirled and ran my hand on my silver dress. I had prepared the dinner myself for us. I grabbed the trays from the encounter with a blissful smile and took the stairs. The clink of my silver plump heels broke the silence of the night. I had told the guards to leave me alone. I didn't want anyone to inform him. I slid the tray onto the table and glanced around the decoration. I had chosen the roof garden for our celebration. My smile broadened as it rested on the shining moonballs on the grass. It wasn't actual moons. But they looked li
A gasp jumped from my lips. My eyes widened in shock. I walked in slowly. Still, wondering, he remembered this day. I whirled on my bare feet looking at my surroundings at all kinds of red, and white flowers. Red roses, orchids, daisies, lilies, all kinds of bouquets, dozens of red roses. My inside tinged with happiness. I twirled as I felt him. His coat was hanging in a deadly grip, his face was severe, eyes blazing. The top three buttons were unfastened, showing his hard muscles. His furious gaze met my tearful eyes. I quickened my steps at him and curled my arms around his torso. "You remember! I thought…" Tears rolled down. I glanced up at him. His arms came around me, slowly. His gaze was perplexed a little, "I cooked for us. I was waiting for you. I thought you forgot our day." A chill ran down my spine continuously staring into his dark eyes. "You didn't check the room," His voice was slow and intense. He schooled his cold expression after a soft sigh.
DUANTE'S POV Silence fell. I took a deep breath. I was f****** upset that she forgot our day. It had been a year. I didn't plan this day to celebrate killing snakes. It was a sign. I had one more enemy who was dying to go to his grave I glanced upstairs. There could be hundreds of crawling creatures. It was my wife's favorite place, "Burn it," I told Aakash. He grabbed the Kerosene barrel, "Ok, boss." He ascended the stairs. Zhang came out of the room, "There were only two." He said. I could see blood on the shiny blades "Check the entire house," I told him and walked toward the stairs. I climbed up. My gaze darted around the decoration. She was looking hurt. Aakash was gathering them on the grass, "People will know it, boss." He said as he opened the barrel, "Morning's headline will be. International Billionaire's penthouse caught on fire." He laughed. The corners of my lips curled up in a slight smirk. My
I never questioned his decision. But I loved our house. My throat closed up when he said we were moving. He hadn't stayed in one place permanently, except in Mexico and Hyderabad. Assassin opened the door for me. I stepped out anxiously. It was his parents' house. For the last ten minutes, I was watching grass ground, trees, guards with guns, and most eyes catching a white villa in the center of it. A fountain in front of it. I could see the blue water around it shining proudly from a distance. "Thank you, but I can do it," I said to him with a smile. He nodded and stepped back. "Ready," Duante asked quietly as he extended his hand after climbing down from the driver seat. I took his hand excitedly and curled my second hand around his arm. I was hoping it would be our permanent residence. He had business all over the world. Duante didn't leave me alone. With it, it seemed impossible. His fist clenched and unclenched. He must have a lot of m